滴出來的春天（1）：
這是一幅純滴出來的畫。 就是只是用毛筆蘸着“液體”顏料往打濕的水彩紙上滴，只用紅黃藍紫四種顏色。看似簡單， 其實不然。顏色的濃淡， 水滴的大小，紙質的材質和乾濕都會影響效果。有時也任由色彩自由流動，這效果有時可以預料， 但通常卻難以預料。春天就是這樣一滴滴地在眼前綻放開來，而如果你一張張的滴下去， 每一次的春天都將是不同的。現實世界不就是這樣嗎？
我們可以把這個過程當做撫育我們的孩子。 每個孩子都不同， 每個孩子的不同個性決定了他們自己的喜好和習性， 但他們無一例外的都會開出屬於自己的不同顏色和不同圖案的花朵， 有的大， 有的小， 有的深， 有的淺。就因為這樣， 我們的世界才豐富多彩。 為什麼一定要做律師， 一定要是醫生， 一定要做工程師......？我們不要也沒辦法左右他們。讓孩子們自己去摸索吧。 讓他們自由地開放他們自己的那一朵吧。 我們做家長的只需在花園裡澆灌， 施肥，然後坐下來，看着他們在陽光下快樂地成長，同時也盡情享受孩子們帶給我們的春天。
作畫的時候， 我也想到了馬航遇難的家屬。 我用毛筆滴下去的不也像是一滴滴的淚珠？ 我也有過失去親人的經歷， 所有的痛苦和絕望我都能夠體會。但在我作畫時我看到了我筆下的每一滴“淚珠”在滴落時都迸出了五彩斑斕的花朵。 悲傷的淚總有流盡的時候而生命仍然要繼續下去。何不讓我們的淚化為生命的花朵呢？
這是我的一幅心情之作，與大家分享。
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今天上午把第一張滴畫放到博客後， 我繼續我的第二幅滴畫， 完成後，水彩紙還透着濕，趕快照了相放上來：滴出來的春天（2）
這個水彩紙質與上一幅不同，它吸水的程度導致我在上面花的功夫也略多。在我用大量的水和顏色滴上去後，我進行了一些引導，包括拿起紙來左右上下晃動一下，讓顏色自然暈開， 並與其臨近的顏色融合成其他顏色。 動作要果斷， 否則紙會迅速地把顏色和水吸乾。出來的花朵非常大。等幹了以後，我再進行補充，仍然是用滴的方法。也因為紙質，花的效果非常柔和，所以我用水彩鉛筆稍微進行了勾勒。
我非常享受這個作畫的過程。自然，放鬆和開放的作畫方式一定會創作出生動和活潑的藝術作品。同樣道理我也用在我一貫自勉的育兒方式和其他的生活哲學上。
後記： 因有老美希望我把此文翻譯成英文， 所以附上我試翻的英文：
This is a painting out of color pigment drops，that is to
have a brush dipped in liquid watercolor pigments, and let it drip to a wet watercolor
paper surface. Only four colors red,
yellow, blue, and purple were used. Sounds simple? Actually, it's not. Colors and shades,
droplet sizes, paper materials and the wetness or the dryness of the paper all
affected the final results. Allowing the free flowing of the colors on paper also
brought surprising effect. Sometimes the results were unpredictable. By doing in this way, spring came into a full
bloom life drop by drop in front of me. Each piece of work is different, and so is each spring.
It is true in the real world, isn’t
it? We can think of this process as bringing up our children. Like my each drop
of flowers, each child’s personality is different and so could be his/her habits
and preferences. Every child belongs to a flower of his/her own, with different
colors and different patterns, etc. without exceptions. Some flowers are big, some are small, some are
dark and some are light. Because of this, our world is rich and diverse. Why do
we parents expect our children to be either a lawyer or a doctor, or……? Let our children explore and make their own
choices. Let them decide when and how to
open their own flowers. As a gardener, we parents just simply water and fertilize them,
and then sit down, relax and watch them grow happily in the Sun, at the same
time do not forget to enjoy the beauty of the spring that kids brought to us.
When I was doing this painting I came up with those Malaysia Airlines families who lost
their loved ones this early spring. I think of those drops of colors as teardrops. I also saw the tears from those children whose
beloved school in Edison was burned down not
long ago. My feelings of sadness were with them. But today, on this spring morning, in front
of my eyes, I was pleased to see that my every single "Teardrop" was
burst into a lustrous flower.
I believe tears must have become spring rain that irrigated the flowers, the new
lives. Those brilliant flowers that bloomed from our “teardrops” are hopes that
always shine brightly on the road a head of us.
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